Chapter 430 Home

Chapter 430 Home

Chapter 430 Going Home
Feng Biao felt dazed, happy, or more precisely, surprised.

How come fate changes so suddenly, and changes so quickly and so drastically?

In the past, I worked hard to earn enough money for food, and worked hard just to earn enough for spending. It seemed that I earned a lot, but when I really wanted to spend money, I found that my pocket was still empty.

Feng Biao has never done anything to let anyone down in his life. In this life, he owes someone a life, and he wants to spend the rest of his life repaying the debt. He set a price for the rest of his life: one million.

One million dollars could repay the life he owed, and one million dollars could give his brother's widow a good life.

But why is it so difficult for him to make money?

But these were all things that happened before Feng Biao stabbed himself in the leg.

To be precise, since meeting Gao Yi, Feng Biao suddenly realized how easy it was to make money.

I don’t understand, I used to work so hard to earn a living, but now I do nothing and become a billionaire.

Where can I seek justice?

Now let’s try to see if the way home is really smooth. Although it is said to be no problem, Feng Biao doesn’t feel confident until he really gets home.

We have arrived, the embassy.

Feng Biao whispered to Lin Xianghua: "Wait for me outside, I'll go and try."

I don't know why I feel unsure, and when I feel unsure I want to find a companion. It is not convenient for Gao Yi to show up everywhere, so only Lin Xianghua can follow him.

Lin Xianghua was also somewhat absent-minded. He did not hear what Feng Biao said. After a moment of silence, he asked in panic, "What did you say?"

"I told you to wait for me here. I'll come out in a while and we'll go to the airport together. If I don't come out, you can tell the boss that something happened to me. Um, you better be careful."

After instructing Lin Xianghua again, Feng Biao walked towards the embassy.

Who should I look for? I can't just go in and see a staff member and tell him that I, Feng Biao, want to apply for a passport.

In fact, Feng Biao has many names. As a mercenary, he must prepare several aliases. But when Feng Biao first came out, he didn't understand this and foolishly let people call him by his real name. By the time he realized he had to use a alias, it was too late.

It's no use trying to fool people with a fake name. Now, people have checked his background thoroughly. As soon as he said his name, he immediately reported his hometown and ID number. This shows that there is no chance of someone having the same name as him, and they have directly locked him down.

An appointment is required to enter the embassy. Feng Biao has no ID on him. The passport he has is the American passport that Gao Yi has obtained for him. Is it possible for him to get a passport from Dongda University in this situation?

Feeling nervous and uneasy, I walked into the hall and saw a middle-aged man in a suit wandering around the hall doing nothing.

Feng Biao wanted to ask where to go to get a new passport, so he walked towards the man in a suit. But before he could speak, the middle-aged man suddenly asked, "Are you Mr. Feng?"

Feng Biao was shocked inside, but he appeared calm on the surface. He nodded and whispered, "Do you know me?"

"I knew you were coming, but I didn't know exactly when you would come, so I just waited here. But the wait won't be long."

The middle-aged man was not overly polite, nor was he distant. He was just very normal and exchanged a few simple words, as if they were just two people who already knew each other.

"Come here, I've prepared it for you. It's better to do it today, otherwise you'll have to wait until tomorrow."

Feng Biao was led by a man in clothes to a document application window. He didn't know if those who lost their passports got a new one here, but Feng Biao found that there were people queuing at other windows, but the window he came to was suspended.

Feng Biao whispered, "Isn't this the visa window? I don't have a passport."

"Oh, just take a picture. No pictures are needed."

Feng Biao was led to the window, and the middle-aged man said to him, "Stand against the wall."

Feng Biao stood blankly in front of the white wall. The middle-aged man raised his mobile phone and took a picture of him.

He instinctively felt resistance, even a little fear, because Feng Biao hadn't had anyone take a photo of him like this for a long time.

The middle-aged man took out his phone and looked at it, then he came close to Feng Biao and frowned, saying, "It doesn't look good. Fix your collar and look more natural."

All ID photos are ugly, but this time it’s good. I was given a chance to take it again. But this is not right. Is it okay to take it with a mobile phone?

Feng Biao was confused in his heart, but he immediately stood up again with a smile on his face.

The middle-aged man took another photo, and then he nodded immediately and said, "Well, it's good this time. Do you still have your ID card?"

Feng Biao whispered helplessly: "It's lost."

"It's hard to do without an ID card. Never mind. Let the local guide give it to you. Wait a moment."

The middle-aged man didn't make any movement, he was just talking, but Feng Biao saw the person behind the visa window suddenly take out a passport, open it, and then put the passport directly into a machine.

After a while of buzzing sound, the staff took out my passport and put it into another machine nearby.

One printed, one punched, and soon, Feng Biao punched the hole for the passport number on the visa page of a blank passport.

It’s pretty fast. Really pretty fast.

Then the staff member threw the passport out directly. His attitude didn't seem very good. But when Feng Biao picked up the passport tremblingly, he found that his portrait was already printed on it.

"Okay, take your passport and go buy a plane ticket. There is a direct flight from Berlin to Tianjin today. The ticket has been bought for you. Take your passport and go get the ticket. I have something else to do, so I won't see you off. Have a safe trip."

The middle-aged man extended his hand to Feng Biao. Feng Biao stretched out his hand in a daze and shook it with the man. He said blankly, "Have you bought the ticket?" "Oh, I have. Have a safe journey. Goodbye."

"Goodbye, goodbye..."

Holding his passport in one hand, Feng Biao watched the middle-aged man who came to pick him up turn and leave. He was stunned for a moment, then started walking out with his passport in hand.

"Is that all? You've even bought the plane ticket?"

Feeling dizzy, Feng Biao saw Lin Xianghua waiting outside.

"So soon, you've got your passport? Let me see..."

Lin Xianghua snatched the passport from Feng Biao. He looked at the red cover and whispered, "I should ask my boss to help me get a passport. Maybe it will work. Sooner or later, I will have to change to this passport. It's really enviable."

When Feng Biao ran away before, he didn't think that the passport in his hand was enviable, but now, he thinks it is normal for Lin Xianghua to be envious.

"Work hard and perform well. It will be great if you can get a passport from the Ryukyu Autonomous Region."

Feng Biao put away his passport, he exhaled, and said: "I'm going to the airport, I don't know what time the flight will take off, you..."

"I'll take you there first, let's go."

The two took a taxi and headed straight to the airport.

I don’t know what time the flight is, nor which flight it is, but there shouldn’t be many direct flights to Tianjin. I’ll know when I get there.

Just as Feng Biao expected, there is only one Air China flight from Berlin to Tianjin.

Feng Biao took his passport to the Air China check-in counter. He handed over his passport with a trepidation. The check-in staff scanned his passport and immediately said with a smile, "Dear first-class passenger, you have already selected your seat. You may go to the VIP lounge and wait."

After waiting in line for half a day in the economy class passenger channel, I ended up in first class?

Yes!

Feng Biao suddenly understood.

Is there anything wrong with my brother flying first class now that I have so much wealth?
But I didn’t pay for this ticket. A first-class ticket from Berlin to Tianjin would cost tens of thousands, and I can get it for free?
Holding the plane ticket, Lin Xianghua walked out in a daze and whispered, "How is it?"

"First class!"

Feng Biao looked at Lin Xianghua and said in an uncertain tone: "Then I will go into the VIP lounge now, what are you going to do?"

Lin Xianghua exhaled and said, "I'll go buy the plane ticket. Brother Feng, have a safe trip and see you soon!"

"I can't help it. We all have our own careers to accomplish. Brother Feng, please wait for my good news!"

Lin Xianghua had a serious and passionate look on his face, and he gave Feng Biao a big hug.

Releasing his hands, Lin Xianghua took two steps back and said seriously: "The day I meet you again will be the day I succeed!"

Lin Xianghua suddenly raised his arms and shouted, "Come on! Come on! Come on!"

After shouting the slogan, Lin Xianghua nodded heavily, then turned and left.

"Oh my god, this is not allowed."

Feng Biao shouted at Lin Xianghua's back, then he felt that it was not a good idea to shout like that, so he immediately added: "I wish you success soon, and I'm waiting for your good news!"

Forced to follow Zhong Er Yifan, Feng Biao immediately lowered his head, turned around and walked away quickly. It felt terrible to be stared at like a lunatic.

Feng Biao quickly hid in the VIP lounge and wanted to take a nap, but although he had nothing in his mind, he was too confused to fall asleep.

I have to say, the chairs in the VIP room are quite comfortable.

When the time came, a car took him to the boarding gate and he boarded the plane first. Feng Biao was dizzy and was taken to his first-class cabin by the flight attendant.

This first-class cabin is truly a first-class cabin. It is not a business class cabin that is a little more spacious, but a real first-class cabin where the doors can be closed and the seats can be laid flat for sleeping.

Feng Biao was thinking, this first-class cabin must cost tens of thousands, right?
Needless to say, the first-class treatment was great. It was the first time in Feng Biao's life that he enjoyed it. It was really great and comfortable.

After a good sleep, my mind was no longer confused when I woke up and the plane was about to land.

What should I do if I go home?

That is, how to get home?
Take a taxi directly from the airport? That would cost several hundred yuan. When Feng Biao thought about this, he suddenly realized that he had really returned home.

Although he had not yet passed customs and had not actually set foot on the land of his hometown, Feng Biao suddenly fell into an uncontrollable panic.

I really have to go home!

Feng Biao's brain suddenly fell into a mess again.

Let’s take a taxi. We don’t have that little bit of money left.

Also, which foot do you step in first when entering the house?

(End of this chapter)